A.N:Okay this will all be about Nelly, hope you enjoy and review

NELLY

"You know what I want right now?" I told Loki suddenly, realizing how has it been since I was home, it was probably the sun rise by now. He hawked awkwardly.

"What?"

I looked at him before I answered what the hell was he thinking? I could notice how he moved away from me a few inches.

"A shower" I said as if I was talking to a little kid "I mean there must be a bathroom with a shower somewhere" I stood up as I opened one door; a closet, without cloths how efficient. I opened another door

"Aha!" I said as I found the bathroom.

"Oh" he said. He hawked again as he stood up and walked toward the door mumbling something about clothes. I walked behind him and stood in the middle of the room, he was talking to a guard, a woman

"You! I need you to get her some clothes"

"Yes sir. What kind of clothes?" I could see she did it to make him feel awkward, probably he was still flushed.

"Woman´s" was his answer. I extended my neck so she would be able to see me and shouted

"And a couple of high heels to" I was sick to have to look up to look his in the eyes.

When I was finished I shut the shower but I didn´t move. I forgot to bring a towel with me, and now I was looking around the bathroom searching for one. I found some towels bended in a shelf about thirty inches above the toilet.

"Who does this?" I asked myself horrified, someone who´s afraid to have their towel still by a hobbit maybe. My 5, 3 feet tall high wasn´t an advantage at all, I stood on the toilet and grab one towel before I slip and fell in the floor and hit my head with the toilet.

"Shit!" I shouted rubbing my head. I covered with the towel and took a look at the mirror, I had a bruise in my temple and some blood. I cleaned it up and got out of the room with a big headache.

As soon as I got out of the bathroom I kept staring stupefied at my bed, there were lots of shopping bags in it, they covered the entire bed. I knew the mall weren´t working how they used to, so how the hell did Loki get all this?

After I was dressed and my new wardrobe was in the closet- they all still in their bags, I didn´t have neither the time nor the mode to get them out- I sat on my bed and wondered where Loki was. I opened the door of the room and saw that there was only one guard, the woman, I wonder if it was some sort of test or he actually relied in me, no I was just like him in so many things he knew I couldn´t be trusted, this was definitely a test.

"Oh, I see you chose Channel" The woman said. I nodded while I said

"Yeah, hey you didn´t have to get all of that"

"I know" she said while she lifted one eyebrow "I got just a couple of outfits at first, but King Loki said it wouldn´t suffice"

"Wow" I whispered. What are you playing now Loki?

"King Loki said you should get ready for breakfast and go to the dining room"

Dining room? We were eating with formality after the tons of gifted clothes?

"Sure, can you escort me?" She nodded and started to walk

When I entered to the State Dining room I felt a stitch of pain in my chest, it wasn´t the first time I visited the place, but I wanted to give that impression. This place wasn´t made to be habituated by a king; we had overcome that faze so many years ago, this place was a sanctuary to the democracy, knowing that Loki habituated it now as a king, naming the place a palace and adding his British-like accent made the whole scene look like a bad joke.

The second thing I noticed was the table, Loki was sat in the middle of it enjoying a turkey –I wanted to think it was a turkey- and I noticed how this breakfast was actually a banquet, to say the least.

I sat in front of him. There was an empty silver dish for me. But I didn´t serve myself anything.

"Aren´t you hungry?" Loki asked while he cut a turkey leg neatly.

"No" I lied, I was actually starving, but once while I was in a formal dinner three years ago, someone had rubbed potion in my dish to kill me, the potion wasn´t strong enough so it didn´t kill me, but it left me a horrible experience in the hospital and a permanent trauma.

Loki seemed to notice my intention of not eating anything; he rolled his eyes and stopped cutting his turkey´s leg. He grabbed my dish and replaced it with his. He grabbed another piece of turkey and started to cut again and then eat the piece of turkey. I grabbed a piece of meat and started t eat, now convince that this wasn´t an attempt of murder.

When we were finished –I had to wait for Loki stop eating like half an hour, while I wonder how he could eat so much- I took a sip of wine and told him

"I know what you´re doing"

"Excuse me?"

"Giving me all those clothes, my own gigantic room and a feast as a breakfast and by the way the only reason I ate meat at this hour was because I didn´t have dinner. You are giving me the treatment of a queen, as if you were seeing how much I enjoy the attention"

He smirked at me

"You are smart"

"I know that. But to be honest; no, I don´t rather this treatment, I just want to find my daughter and nothing you do will make me loose the objectivity"